poem from madeas family reunion... |
The sun has come, the mists have gone, we see in the distance our long way home, I was always yous to have, you were always mine, we have loved each other in and out of time, when the first stone look...
Posted by on Mon, 05 Jan 2009 18:14:00 GMT |
THA POEM AT THA END OF ATL |
Pleasure turns to the pain, &
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Posted by on Wed, 27 Jun 2007 00:05:00 GMT |
